Talan could only manage a groan as he felt her hand slide onto his cock, gripping the firm shaft through his underwear and causing it to throb. He'd never imagined, beyond a few guilty fantasies, that Alya would ever touch him there and now that she was all he could think of is how good her hand felt as she rubbed him.
For her part Alya had been surprised by how hot and hard he felt through the cloth, and at the groans that were coming from him as she rubbed him. The young noblewoman smiled and chuckled at him, “Feels good? I bet it would be better if I took this off.”
As she said this she hooked her fingers under his underwear and pulled it down with a swift tug, letting his cock bounce free.
Talan looked down at her with a gasp as he felt the rush of cool air on his cock and groaned once again as she took him into her hand and started to rub up and down his shaft, slowly and gently at first.
Her pace was tentative though and her grip far too light to properly pleasure him. Whether this was teasing or inexperience Talan didn't know, “A-Alya... c-could you... go a bit faster?”
Her grip tightened and her stroking went a little faster, she looked down at his cock, at the swollen red head that was poking up from beneath the foreskin, the hard smooth shaft in her hand with the little ridges of the veins picked out on it, and down to his balls as they swayed slightly with the movements of her hand. She cupped his balls in her free hand and kneaded them gently, making him shudder and his cock throb in her hand, “Oh... you liked that,” she said with a light laugh.
“Gods Alya...” Talan groaned, “I never thought you'd... that you had this in you.”
“Heh... oh my poor prince. There's a lot of things I've never shown you,” she responded, “you have no idea the things my maids whisper and giggle about. Things that I'd quite like to try for myself.”
Talan swallowed hard and grinned, “Really?”
“Oooh yes...” she said, squeezing him, tearing another groan from his throat, “For instance... they said that boys like it when a girl puts their manhood in their mouths, is that true?”
All of a sudden Talan's mouth went dry, his voice failed him. Did she just ask... was she going to... “Y-yes?” he said cautiously, more a question than a statement.
“So you wouldn't mind if I did this?” she asked, bending her hand down and dragging her tongue over the head of his cock.
She felt his cock jump in her hand and his body shake as he moaned, “N-no... I don't mind... I really really don't mind.”
She suppressed another laugh and swirled her tongue over the tip of his cock, licking slowly down over his shaft and looking up at him with wide innocent eyes. Talan was staring at her, his expression somewhere between disbelief and pleasure. How could anyone give such an angelic look as they licked up and down a person's cock?
Alya couldn't help but smile, planting a kiss on his shaft before licking down to his base, nuzzling his cock with her cheek, “Your manhood doesn't taste all that bad,” she commented as she took his shaft back in her hand and squeezed it firmly, ducking her head down to lick at his sensitive sack before taking one of his balls into her mouth to suck on it.
Talan moaned again, eyes closing as he felt her tongue slide over the sensitive flesh, “Gods Alya...”
She let one of his balls fall from her mouth before lavishing her attention on the second one and then once he was literally panting with lust she licked slowly, gently back up his shaft. Teasing the poor boy was so much fun. She looked back up at him. His eyes squeezed shut and his mouth hanging open and shook her head with a giggle, “Talan, you look like an idiot. Open your eyes and close your mouth... and look at me.”
Talan blushed even harder than he already was and forced his eyes open and his mouth to shut. He found that once he was looking down at her he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight. Her bare breasts swaying with each movement of her body. Her hand looked smaller than he thought it would now that it was wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing rhythmically, as she looked up at him with her big green eyes simultaneously looking angelic, innocent, and sultry, lustful. It took all of his will power to hold back a sudden and embarrassing orgasm. She looked him dead in his eyes as she lowered her mouth to the tip of his cock and kissed it gently, before taking it into her mouth and sucking on him.
She felt his cock twitch again and his body tremble. She saw his eyes widen and tasted the flesh of his cock against her tongue. He twitched and throbbed in her mouth, his flesh was soft and smooth but hid an inner core of steel. She bobbed her mouth over his head, sucking and licking at it, swirling her tongue against the sensitive tip, enjoying the way it twitched against her tongue and the way he groaned with pleasure. She slid her mouth down his cock slowly, taking more and more into her mouth, until she felt his tip brush against the back of her mouth, causing her to retreat.
Talan place one of his hands at the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her long black hair as it tumbled down her back, the silky smoothness of her hair felt nice against his fingers but not quite as nice as her warm mouth on his sensitive shaft. Their eyes were locked on each other as she sucked him, bobbing her head along his length. She took his balls in her hands and kneaded them gently as she hummed in pleasure at the look on his face. The vibrations sent a tremor through him and he groaned, “Gods Alya... it feels too good... keep that up and I'll -uhn!”
His own moans cut him off as she started to bob her head faster, licking along the underside of his cock with her tongue. Alya could feel his length throbbing on her tongue and his balls tighten in her hands. Tension began to fill Talan's body as his orgasm drew nearer, “Alya... I can't... I'm going to...”
She started rubbing the base of his cock as she sucked the rest of him, moving her mouth to the sensitive tip and flicking it with her tongue. Talan groaned as he lost control, his cock pulsing as he started to orgasm. Alya pulled back in surprise as the first spurt hit her tongue. The taste wasn't unpleasant, but she hadn't quite expected it to spurt like this. She swallowed reflexively as she pulled her mouth from his cock, feeling the firm flesh pulse again in her hand as a second spurt flew from the tip and hit her cheek and then another that hit her nose and a third that hit her chin and dripped down onto her neck and breasts. Alya kept stroking his cock as he came, her eyes wide as she watched, the feeling of his hot seed on her face was... overpoweringly erotic.
“Talan... you... shot all over my face!” Alya said in a shocked tone.
“I... uh... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to; it just... just happened,” he said, his face red, his breath coming in ragged pants as he stared at her cum-covered face, “Alya you look... just... wow.”
Alya quirked an eyebrow and frowned, “You like looking at me like this huh?”
“Uh... y- no?” he asked.
Alya shook her head, “Men. Typical. I'm going to wash this off,” the young noblewoman got up and walked over to the creek to wash her face, but then she saw her reflection in the water and froze, “Oh my... look at me. I look... that looks kind of...” she couldn't quite seem to find the words and giggled, “arousing I guess,” she bent down and washed her face and breasts clean with the water from the creek, gasping at how cold it was. She felt her nipples tighten again at the cold.
Talan approached her with an embarrassed smile, “I could...uh... return the favour? You know, use my mouth... on you?”
Alya turned around and smiled at him, “A kind offer, my lord, and one I may yet take you up on. But right now...”
Talan's face fell, “Oh, you want to stop now?”
“What? No. Not at all. In fact if you're willing I would like to give you a gift, a very special gift,” she said, leaning closer, letting her breasts brush his arm as she bent her mouth to his ear and bit it gently, letting her hot breath wash over it as she breathed, “I want you to take my virginity, dear Talan.”
His eyes went wide and he pulled back, “Your virginity? Y-you mean... really?”
She nodded, blushing, “I can think of no other man to whom I would rather give myself. Certainly not whatever old fat nobleman my father should choose as my husband.”
“But you must be a virgin for your marriage, the honour of the Aseni is at stake. If your husband revealed that you were not a virgin on your wedding night then he could annul the marriage. The alliance would break down and it would shame all of Asenmar. If your father or mine found out about this... gods we'd be in so much trouble. Father would never name me his heir,” Talan said.
“You worry too much my dear friend,” Alya said, kissing his cheek gently. “I offer this freely. What man would refuse this gift? Would you shame me, dishonour me also in refusing?”
“A small dishonour to save you even more public shame Alya... I can't do this, as much as I want to,” Talan said.
She frowned, “You are serious?”
He pulled back from her and looked away, “We should get dressed, you're not thinking clearly.”
“On the contrary, I am thinking clearer now than I ever have before,” she grabbed his hand and turned it palm-up and kissed it, “Talan you are my oldest, dearest friend,” she reached up and cupped his cheek, turning his head so he would look into her eyes. “We have sparred together. We have played pranks and spied on servants and kings. We have run through the royal gardens together and swam in the Sacred River. We have shared secrets that we would tell no other living soul and one day we shall rule the kingdom together, you as King and I as Duchess of Asenmar. We two are the scions and heirs of the oldest families and greatest powers in the land. Who else but you is worthy of me? I want no other man. Talan... take me. I give myself willingly to you.”
“That honour belongs to your husband,” he said firmly.
“Then there is a simple solution to your objections then,“ she said with a smile, “Our two houses have always been allied and together we have guided the kingdom for a thousand years and more. Why not solidify this age-old alliance? Why not join together the two greatest families of the kingdom?”
“Marriage? You... want me to marry you?”
“It will settle your doubts, and as I said before no other man is worthy of me... and I would take no other man,” Alya said softly. “And so Prince Talan, son of Tyahn son of Tena, heir of the Talri... ask me.”
“Would your father agree?” Talan asked worriedly.
“I will give my father no other choice. He will be pleased enough to have a worthy husband for his eldest daughter and what reason could he have to deny a union between the Aseni and Talri, between Asenmar and Talrinen?” she asked. “I have studied the ancient laws and I know how to make this a binding pledge, a pledge that no one can break lawfully. Ask me Talan,” she commanded. “Ask me and then you shall have my virginity.”
Talan's mouth went dry. Was he ready for something like this? Just this morning they had been horse racing, sparring together under the watchful tutelage of the Captain of the Royal Guard and swimming in the River. Now all of a sudden he was naked in front of his best friend who was wearing only a pair of panties and whom he had touched in ways he'd only dreamed of. Marriage? Could he take such a step so soon?
Sensing how conflicted he was Alya sighed and shook her head, “I've not spent the last twenty years getting you ready for this to have you back out now my lord. You are mine and always have been. Let this convince you then.”
Before Talan could even ask what she meant by 'getting him ready for this' – had Alya planned seducing him? How long had his best friend thought of marrying him? His rising panic was cut short by the feel of soft lips pressed to his and a supple, warm body sliding into his arms. Alya had her hands on his shoulders, her lips warm, but insistent as her breasts squashed against his chest. She pulled his arms so that they were wrapped around her waist and kissed him harder, her tongue seeking entrance, slipping into his mouth as he opened his mouth instinctively.
For a long moment Talan was frozen, his mind had shut down totally in a mixture of pleasure and utter shock. He moved on a purely instinctual level and kissed her back fiercely, licking at her tongue and pulling her closer. Alya complied bringing her hips to meet his, grinding her cloth-covered sex against his cock, feeling it harden against her soft folds through the thin cloth. Alya shivered in pleasure and opened her mouth more, letting him force her tongue back into her mouth so he could take control of the kiss.